Ladista's Love Agreement
9. Can you cook?

“Sorry ma…. Actually Dista has a lot of debt to the loan shark.” Dista started his story.

“ How can?! Even you are only 20 years old, but have a debt to loan sharks.” Read Ratih.

Dista told all his stories from the beginning. Without feeling Ratih shed tears.

How could this young girl before him suffer such a terrible fate. Losing the affection of his parents, his ideals even had to bear so much debt.

“So this is the reason you asked Daffa for a sizable dowry??” Ask Ratih.

“Iya ma... Sorry is not the intention of Dista to rob Daffa mas, but that is all that Dista can do to pay off Dista's debt.

“Do Daffa know this problem?”

“No ma.” Reply Dista while looking down.

The feeling is mixed, there is fear, anxiety but also relief because it can share the burden with others.

“Actually mama was suspicious when someone approached you at the boarding time.”

“I mean mama..” Dista did not understand the meaning of his words in-laws.

“Ya.. mama had told mama's people to investigate your background. But mama missed one important part like this.” Mama Ratih.

“Do you know, why did you end up being a Daffa lady?” Tanya Ratih with a million-sense smile.

“Means mama??” Dista is getting confused. “Not because the media continues to corner Daffa??”

“Yes you are right.. And mama is the person behind the media crew!” replied Ratih while chuckling.

“Ma.. Dista increasingly do not understand the direction of talk mama.”

“Dista.. mama loves your kids very much. Mama Just wants them to be happy.” Ratih took a long breath.

“Daffa is closed, he's hard to get along with. Although in fact she is quite warm with people who are already familiar with her.”

“Iya I know ma... and mas Daffa is very jutek, so afraid to see it.” Say Dista without filter.

Ratih smiled at the babbling of his son-in-law.

“Eh.. sorry ma! Dista origin talk.”

“You are actually Dis, Daffa is like that. Mama told him to go on a blind date a few times, but he always failed. And when there was news yesterday, my mother acted quickly. Investigate your background. And mama sure you're a good girl. Even seems to have no girlfriend.”

“meatya mama slightly aggravate the atmosphere hahahaa...” Laughter without guilt.

“What did Daffa hurt you? Is Daffa rude to you?” Ratih.

“Ngak kok ma, Daffa mas has never been rough with Dista. Yes... although never assume Dista exist.”

“Ya already, we go home Mama yes.”.

The Wiguna residence.

Ratih told Dista to rest in Daffa's room. They will learn to cook again. Yes cooking Daffa favorite food is one way to train them closer.

In the afternoon, Dista and the in-laws had been busy in the kitchen. As usual they cook not far from seafood, because it is Daffa's favorite food.

“Ma... emm.. has Daffa ever had a girlfriend?” Tanya Dista hesitated.

Train smile. “Ya.. used to be High School time, as mama only that was Daffa's girlfriend, even to the old bangkotan that never brought a girl to the house. Hence mama worried.”

“Now there is you, so I hope you can make Daffa fall in love. Although it might be difficult. But you have to try yes...!!” pinta Ratih's.

“Oh yes..have you started to like mama's child?” Asked Ratih while winking.

“eh..emm..” Dista. Confused what to answer. If you knew the truth, you still think I'm a good daughter-in-law. Inner Dista. Heehh Dista sighed.

Degs…

Like being struck by lightning. Ratih's words made Dista not warty. How could he easily agree to an agreement with Daffa. The guilt haunts Dista.

In the evening Daffa came to the Wiguna residence at the request of Ratih. They had dinner together.

“How does it feel to be a newlywed brother?” Ask Daffy with his prank.

“Abiasa!” Daffa answered briefly densely and clearly.

“Kok is the answer..” Goda Daffy again.

“Udah deh no need to byebelin.” Ketus Daffa's.

“Fa.. remember yes, weddings are not toys. You have to seriously take it. Learn to accept Dista, mama sure she's a good girl.”

“Iya ma.” Daffa replied briefly.

Daffa drove his car to his apartment. Actually Ratih asked them to stay, but Daffa refused. Of course Dista can't do anything. Although he was quite comfortable in that house. Like getting a whole family, getting the love of mama and her father-in-law. Who consider Dista like their own daughter. And it was Daffy's ignorance that made them familiar quickly.

***

Morning in the apartment.

Dista prepared fried rice according to a recipe from his mother-in-law. I hope Daffa likes it. Dista headed to his room to clean up. Finished cleaning up, Dista headed for Daffa's room.

Tok.dok..

“Mas Daffa, breakfast is ready. “ no reply from room. Dista opened the door slowly. The sound of water coming from the bathroom.

“Oh, still shower.” Dista went into Daffa's room, opened the wardrobe. Dista began to choose shirt pants and suits with matching colors. Do not forget to take a tie, and prepare Daffa shoes. Then he left the room.

20 Minutes later, Daffa came out of his room.

“Mas Daffa breakfast first” cried Dista when he saw Daffa step out.

Daffa. “Can you cook already?? Don't make me sick to my stomach.”

“Isshhh... mas Daffa don't worry, I learned to cook from mama.” Dista replied with a sweet smile on her lips.

Daffa headed to the dining table, he saw the fried rice that was quite appetizing.

“ Emm. passable.” Say Daffa after trying fried rice made by Dista.

“Alhamdulillah if Daffa mas like.”

"I'll go first." Say Daffa after finishing breakfast. Daffa turned around as he reached the exit, "Give me,,!"

"For??"

"Breakfast and change my clothes!" then Daffa came out and closed the door again.

With a smile on Dista's lips, it was a relief to see Daffa eat his cooking and let Dista prepare his work clothes.

Dista squeezed his left chest. There was a foreign feeling, in his heart. Plus a heart that is not because.

"Based on a stupid heart,!!" Umbat Dista's. "Am I starting to like Daffa!!" inner Dista.

Like a lost person, Dista continued to smile on his own while tidying up the dining table and heading to the sink to wash the cutlery they had used.

Dista was bored, all day just in the apartment just cleaning. The glimpsed clock on the phone shows 10.30.

"Did I cook lunch and take it to Daffa's office?!" Mumbled Dista.

As he walked into the kitchen, he turned around. "I'd better ask Daffa first. I'm afraid it's disturbing and I'll get sprayed if he's angry!"